You all know me! I'm the die-hard DC Comics fan, the die-hard Umbrella Academy fan, and the occasional Image Comics fan. I love guinea pigs, who you hear about ALL THE TIME. And I RPG a whole lot, with a bunch of weird characters. Not-so-new users will remember my custom comic Legos, which you can find in earlier blogs. Recent users will remember my random cosplays.
This is my little brother, who you might remember as the creator of such threads as 'what does one do if one's older sister is a mod', 'who likes burning comics', and 'overthrow the moderators'. He is also the main writer of the bio for Monsieur Annoying. Due to his vehement complaining about it, I will not add a picture of him here.
This is my mom, who I convinced into getting an account. She has a more than decent knowledge of comics due to listening to my chatter. If you don't believe me, ask her comic questions sometime. Mom proved her awesomeness by dressing up as Sleepwalk during Baltimore Comic-Con two years ago.
This is my dad, who was the first person in my family (other than me) to create an account. Dad sometimes borrows my comics, and is a particular fan of Green Lantern and Blackest Night/Brightest Day. Dad refuses to cosplay, but he did take me to NYCC last year.
While my pets sadly cannot type, some of them still have profiles…dearly departed guinea pig Clementine shares the Icarusflies profile. Guinea pigs Tater Tot and Marzipan have the InBrightestNom and Fuzzyful Fury profiles, respectively. Dog Calypso and (brother's) hedgehog Dobby do not have profiles yet, but it's only a matter of time.
Okay, so as most of you probably already know, I suffer from a (non-lethal) chronic illness. Usually it's kept pretty well in check, but it's been flaring up recently. To deal with this, I'm going out to hospital in Minnesota. It is going to be REALLY COLD. LIke, REALLY REALLY abysmally cold. That has nothing to do with anything, so I'll just continue...
What has this to do with Comic Vine? Well, I have no idea how much internet access I'm going to be able to get. If I have it (I think I will, not positive), I'll probably still be around a lot. If I'm all mean and grouchy when I am on, don't take it personally, just assume that I'm either sleepy, or the doctors have been doing annoying thinks like jabbing me with needles. If I'm not around, I'm (obviously) not going to be posting in stuff, so be patient.
Anyway, that's about it. So, if I don't get Internet access, I'll talk to you all when I get back! (Thursday most likely).
Update: So I made it to Minnesota in one piece. The flights were SERIOUSLY delayed due to snow. (There's like a foot here). Watched Scott Pilgrim, writing this, getting a little freaked out because there's a murder of crows on the trees outside. Must be three dozen birds. Anyway, I have internet (obviously), but it's REALLY SLOW.
Special Review!: Brimstone and the Borderhounds #1
So, to start this off: I don't like comics about Hell and demons. I don't like mystery books. I'm not much of a horror fan, finding much of it cliché. Borderhounds is a comic book about Hell, and demons, and is partially mystery. And I liked it a lot. Those of you who have conversed with me know that I'm as stubborn as can be, and will not go anywhere near any book I think I won't like. Or if I've decided I won't like it, I WON'T LIKE IT. I began reading this with low expectations. And then I was guardedly liking it. And then I was genuinely enjoying it. When I finished, I wanted to read the next issue. It was just that good.
Brimstone and the Borderhounds has two plotlines: A murder mystery about a serial killer long thought dead, and the story of a man killed by that serial killer, and what happens to him in Hell.
The murder mystery plotline is reminiscent of Red Dragon. Don't want to give too much away, but if you're a fan of Red Dragon, Silence of the Lambs, or Hannibal, you'll like this. It also gives a somewhat more realistic view into the police department than some comics...not all the cops are happy, they are not all friends, and some couldn't care less about their jobs.
This then ties into the story of the man in Hell. This part is a bit like a cross between 'I Can't Believe It's Not the Justice League' and the Lucifer series. Not silly, but humorous, while still maintaining a degree of horror. I mean, really...a pink boa in Hell? Okay, that's a bit silly, but it fits.
Compelling, non clichéd plot, interesting characters, not too predictable. Good art. 'Easter-egg' type things for horror fans. Gives a brief, and amusing, explanatory blurb at the beginning to help introduce the series. Not too dark, bits of humor thrown in.
Maybe a tad over the top at times. Sometimes the lettering can be mildly confusing. Nothing majorly bad here.
It's a really solid story, something that holds the interest and isn't an eyesore. It's definetely worth reading. Go pick it up!
So, as you MIGHT have guessed from the title of this blog, my jack o' lantern was Cthulhu themed this year. It was originally going to be Séance of the Umbrella Academy, but luckily before I butchered my pumpkin I realized my trying to carve something so complex would be like a neurosurgeon operating with a chainsaw. Instead, I made an insane pumpkin, complete with tentacles coming out of the pumpkin. What did little kids think? I don't know. I was out running around getting candy like a madwoman.
So, this is how my Halloween went: First I slept until about noon. I like sleeping until noon. I am nocturnal, as I will grumpily tell anyone who attempts to wake me up. Then it was pumpkin carving time. I decided to carve my pumpkin in my pajamas. Why? Because I could. I don't quite recall where breakfast fit into this. I think I just had peanut butter and jelly, of which I fed about half to the dog. THEN it was pumpkin carving time. I carved the Cthulhu pumpkin, my brother carved a 'stabbed' pumpkin. He basically just jabbed it with a knife a whole lot. Calypso (my dog) happily ate the pumpkin innards.
For a while after that, I was on Comicvine, seeing how many excuses I could make NOT to post in any RPGs. But that got really boring, really fast. Luckily, my mom decided to take me to a pottery-painting place, where I painted a Séance tile. (I'll have pictures of that up once I get it back). That took a few hours. When I got back, I came up with MORE excuses not to post in any RPGs. After that, I played some random Japanese game on my Gameboy.
At around 7, I changed into my costume. My brother became more embarrassed than ever to have me as his sister. Which of course is part of the fun. I then proceeded to play my Gameboy until about 7:20...which was not an easy task while wearing two pairs of gloves.
FINALLY it was time to go. My dad drove me over to my friend's house, where about twelve of my friends were gathered. We then proceeded to run around crazily procuring candy. Booster Gold (DeviouslyChartreuse) and I partook in witty banter, and we all randomly sang songs. The adults handing out candy pretty much dumped their bowls into our bags to make us go away. One person was giving out packs of Oreos. This made Booster and I VERY happy.
Around 9:30, we returned to my friend's house, where we ate as much candy as we could, and played Apples to Apples. Hilarity ensued when I was judging a round and someone submitted the card 'nosebleeds'. (Okay, a quick explanation of that: Maxwell Lord, who shot Ted Kord [the character I was dressed as] in the head, gets a nosebleed when he uses his mind control powers). Booster and I were literally ROFLing. Everyone else was ROFLing because we were laughing so hard.
Then, I called home to tell my parents what time to pick me up. My brother answered. He refused to give the phone to my dad. I threatened to sing if he didn't give the phone to my dad. My brother still refused. I sang 'To Life' and 'Tentacles' from the play Shoggoth on the Roof (with some chorus help from my friends). It turns out my brother had me on speaker phone, and there was a guest at my house. Oops. That is the problem with giving a bunch of teenagers unlimited sugar.
Eventually, it was time to go home. My dad picked me up, and brought me home. I was pretty much bouncing off the walls, and watched a bit of the Walking Dead. Then I fed my guinea pigs some pumpkin (which they ADORED). And that was my Halloween.
I've been debating tell you all about this for a while, and I finally decided to do so.
For the last two and a half years, I have been battling a chronic illness. It is not life-threatening, though it does make me sick almost all the time. Added to that is a more recent recurring illness, which is slightly more severe.
This may not seem relevant to Comicvine, but it is more so than you may think. I use Comicvine as a sort of refuge from the real world, where I am constantly cooped up at home and bored out of my mind. (This is why I'm here all the time, since I know people wonder about that).
When I'm irritable and grouchy, please stop taking it personally, and just assume I'm feeling terrible. And if I randomly leave a conversation because i'm going to take a three hour nap, you just kinda have to deal with it.
So now you know.
No, I'm not quitting. That would be a terrible move, considering how RPGing takes up so much of my time. I do try very hard to keep up with all of the RPGs. But often, I feel much too sick to write. Or, I get bored, and overcommit myself. If I'm in 12 RPGs, and want to battle you, it is probably done from boredom, without foresight. Or, I actually AM doing fine, and think I can actually handle it. Please just keep this in mind. I WILL do my best to post regularly when I'm feeling well.
Also, one of the symptoms I suffer is memory loss...you might need to remind me about an RPG, since there is a good chance I totally forgot about it.
Due to the nature of my recent blogs (grouchy) I thought I'd write something a little lighter. As a result, I shall now describe the re-organization of my comics that occurred a few weeks ago.
For a few months, comics had been piling up in...well, piles. Over the course of four days, I catalogued, reorganized, bagged and boarded, and read the comics. It made a HUGE mess. Like, can't get from one side of the room to the other. Don't believe me? Here are pictures:
Yes, I know that this is totally random. Just thought people might enjoy seeing a complete and utter mess.
I'm not talking about heroes like Superman, or Batman, or (as those fans would like everyone to believe) Storm.
I'm more talking about the heroes that can 'change into anything they imagine' or, 'take the power of anything'.
It is one thing to be a cypher character. It is another to have unlimited powers.
For example, Firestorm. Oh, he can transmute any non-organic substance into flowers! Woo! As long as he knows the formula, which he ALWAYS DOES. (Not counting Brightest Day).
Or Plastic Man. For some reason, I always thought the stretchy characters should stretch...I think Plastic Man is funny and all, but his powers just annoy me.
Metamorpho USED to only be able to turn into the elements of the human body, but NOW he can turn into LAVA.
It just annoys me. But giving a few random examples won't prove anything. I'll focus a little bit more on two heroes: Animal Man, and Vixen.
One of the things that made Animal Man so compelling in Grant Morrison's run, was that he had to keep his wits about him. If there were no animals around, he had no powers. He would have to think, and take (for example) the powers of a bacteria, or a pet mantis. Even a fly would be a necessary animal in the middle of a fight. But then, later, he was able to tap into the ENTIRE morphogenic field. Any animal power, any time. It became less a matter of using the environment, and more a matter of "Oh, I need to be fast...I'll be a cheetah!"
Vixen suffers a similar power. She just uses the Tantu totem. She can use any animal power. It's boring. With a little more selection, or even another element thrown in (such as she PERMANENTLY retains some trait...maybe a touch of ferallity here, or a compound eye there, random stuff) would make her have to think more about her powers...the consequences, and therefore the story.
Now, I'm sure you're all thinking something along the lines of "WHAT?! She hates Vixen? That is WRONG", or, "Grant Morri-what?" Or, more likely, "Oh, Green Lantern is SO one of those."
I really want to go into the Green Lantern thing, but first: I don't dislike Vixen. I just don't particularly like her either. And, GRANT MORRISON!!!
Now, the Green Lantern thing. Yes, the Green Lanterns can create 'anything' with their rings. But with them, it's less about the power, but how they USE it. They have an entire galaxy. They have to get their morals in line, prioritize, deal with the unknown and not being top-dogs in their personal universes anymore (except for Guy Gardner...he's ALWAYS the best in his mind). Plus, their rings run out of charge. And somehow, having a corps with the same powers makes it less 'special'. They can create anything, but they are faced with a foe who can do the same thing. It boils down to who has a stronger will.
'Well, there are lots of [insert something from list below] already on the site" is NOT a valid excuse. You are still breaking the rules, and the OTHER person is breaking them too.
List of stuff NOT to add/do:
Plagiarise, by Inferiorego---really, really, really NOT COOL. This kind if thing will get you kicked out of high school/college/any job you might get. And it will get you kicked off Comicvine. Adult imagery XXX--It's disgusting. Don't add it I REALLY don't like spending my evenings removing this trash from galleries. Adding full-page scans---It is illegal to add full scans to websites. Actually illegal, not just frowned upon. Don't get Comicvine shut down, keep your scans on your own computer. V@ndal!sm---This should be self-explanatory. Don't vandalize articles. Tons and Tons of Images---Be selective. The Superman gallery does not need 500 pictures of Superman looking heroic in Smallville from SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT ANGLES.
Other things to avoid:
Duplicate Duplicate images: Check the galleries before you add images. Splling n grmmer: Check your spelling and grammar before submitting. Fan Art: Don't submit random cool stuff from Deviantart. Often it is Watermarked, and it is frowned upon here. If you have some of your own work you can add it. (If it is appropriate)
It was early, early in the morning. The sun was not yet directly over the trees. And yet…even so…. Icarusflies and DeviouslyChartreuse had to wake up after only TEN HOURS of sleep. But they took it stoically, for they were on a holy mission. That fateful day was…OCTOBER 9…DAY TWO OF NYCC!
After two hours of putting on the costumes, mostly working on the fake muscles, they were ready to party down…COMIC BOOK STYLE! Random people in cars stopped and stared at the spectacle waving at them from the neighboring BMW.
The arrival was intense. The two heroes sauntered down the street yelling ‘HATERS GONNA HATE!’
Almost as soon as our two heroes entered the building they met up with Babs! She raised her microphone to the skies as she argued with a nearby NYCC volunteer to get them interviewed away from the crowds. They spoke eloquently about why they did not wear skimpy Emma Frost or Vampirella costumes…choosing instead those cookie-stealing, shenanigan starting, Blue Beetle and Booster Gold. The interview ended with an epic Bro-Fist.
Then, our heroes marched into the lions den…. also known as NYAF. They had absolutely no idea where they were, or why they were surrounded by crazy Anime fans. However, Kirby Krackle came to the rescue. If they weren’t at the stage in an hour, disaster would strike! So they finally looked at a map, and realized that they were in the midst of the Anime Abyss.
They fled, bringing their Chocos clutched tightly under one arm. The welcoming light of the Comic Convention greeted them. The escape had been narrow…but it had succeeded. Kirby Krackle was still a far-away unheard melody. The two heroes raced as fast as they could, but photographers kept begging for photo-ops. Every twenty seconds a new one reared their head and demanded… “PICTURES! PICTURES OF BOOSTER GOLD AND BLUE BEETLE!” Despite these setbacks, the two heroes arrived to hear the sounds of Ring Capacity. They stayed for a bit, then raced off to find the DC panel. Sadly, the photographers got the best of them…Booster and Beetle were late, and were shoved into a back corner of the panel room. For the two minutes they were there, the heroes learned some interesting things: Firstly, that there is going to be a comic focused on a Super-hero hospital, secondly, that if Geoff Johns was there he was hidden behind a pillar, and finally, that standing in a room crowded with hundreds of people is very, very hot. They left the panel to find fresher air.
Bravely, the two heroes decided to track down the Boostle fangirls, hoping that they could change the Boostle fans’ insane ways. It would also allow quick identification if the heroes needed to flee the fans later during the con. Surprisingly, the Boostle fans were absent. In their place was…Guy Gardner! Superbuddies Guy Gardner! The heroes talked for a bit (discovering that Guy was a /co/mrade), and then they had to depart because Booster is a James Marsters fangirl, and needed tickets for a photo session with him.
After getting the tickets, the heroes decided to get action figures of themselves. While they were searching they came upon…MAXWELL LORD! The two heroes pelted him with Chocos, and then Booster punched him in the face while Beetle cheered. After that brief fight, they continued to search high and low for action figures of themselves. It was a success, though it was more difficult than anticipated to find a Ted Kord Blue Beetle. (Stupid Jaime…)
After each obtaining a mini-me, the two heroes fought the crowds of photographers to get to Artist Alley. They stared blankly at the map for a time, trying to find Tiny Titans artist Art Baltazar. That quest was immediately forgotten as ANOTHER MAXWELL LORD appeared! This however, was GOOD Maxwell Lord! From the days of the JLI and the Superbuddies! Booster however, was still suspicious and threw cookies at him. At that moment, other members of the JLI appeared! This included: The Guy Gardner from earlier, a Fire, a Black Lantern Ice, and a Blue Beetle (Jaime Reyes). The JLI then swarmed Chris Batista, who freaked out, yelling praise about our two heroes’ costumes. He then demanded we go see Kevin Maguire. We did so, watching his face contort in one of his
trademark expressions. It was pure gold. He then took a picture with us, posing heroically. The JLI then reassembled for their group shot. That earned a chuckle from Maxwell Lord, who held his cigar ominously, his nose bleeding slightly.
After various fans crowded around to get this amazing group shot, Blue Beetle and Booster Gold got a picture with Chris Batista. He asked us to friend him on Facebook and then told us to go to the DC booth, or else face his eternal wrath, because (quote) “THEY WOULD FREAK OUT AT THOSE COSTUMES!”
Guy Gardner danced us to the DC booth (he had headphones), where everyone did indeed freak…but once more, Geoff Johns had elusively vanished. Blue Beetle and Booster Gold said their goodbyes to the group, promising to meet up later.
They then got into line for Booster Gold’s photo shoot with James Marsters. It was epic. As soon as Booster Gold walked in James Marsters praised the costume saying “Whoa, that costume’s great! You look like you could kick my ass!” After the photo, Booster praised James Marsters and apologized for behaving like an irrational fangirl. James Marsters replied “No, don’t apologize! It’s so nice to hear these things!” He then said, “I really appreciate it and I’m so glad I got the opportunity to get all these roles.” Booster was then shoved out of the booth by an impatient security guard, regardless of the fact that James Marsters was not yet done talking. Beetle promptly snapped a reaction shot of Booster’s face. It was a face that Kevin Maguire would have been proud of.
The two heroes then made their way back to the DC Booth to search for Geoff Johns (who must have been informed of their arrival and fled). On the way, Booster obtained a Free Hug from Kobra. When they arrived, Chris Batista (who was doing a signing), dropped his pencil and yelled “THERE THEY ARE! AREN’T THEY AWESOME?!” The other creator started clapping, along with most of the fans. That was when a girly shriek pierced the air, almost giving Booster a heart condition. It was a male fan dressed as Green Arrow who gushed praise and then demanded a picture.
Remembering their earlier distraction, Booster and Beetle went back to Artists Alley to find the Tiny Titans Artists. He was hidden away in a corner near a bunch of Anime fans. Not only that, but both Art and Franco had left to do a signing at the DC Booth. Booster and Beetle waited for about an hour, chatting with the very nice bodyguard to Franco and Baltazar, Jimmy (also known as Jimmy the Muscle in Tiny Titans comics). At one point, Beetle freaked out after seeing Hazel and Cha-Cha, and ran across the convention floor to get a picture. Upon returning to the Tiny Titans booth, Booster and Beetle realized that Beetle has an uncanny tendency to cosplay as characters that get shot in the head.
Eventually, Art Baltazar and Franco reappeared! For their patience, the two heroes each received a free drawing! Beetle got a Tiny Séance, which Baltazar labeled as ‘The Sancer’. Booster got a drawing of Blue Beetle and Booster Gold Bro-Fisting. Jimmy then led them over to meet a friend of his who drew Booster Gold. He freaked and demanded a picture with the two heroes. We said our good-byes to Jimmy, and went to meet Ivan Reis. He was not there at any point we were, so Booster just bought a print.
Still on their fruitless hunt for Geoff Johns, the two heroes stopped by the DC Booth again. One of the creators (not Chris Batista this time) began clapping.
Booster was excited because it was time to pick up her photo with James Marsters. On the way they came across Grizz Chapman! He was so tall he had to bend down to get into the frame of the picture. Then the two heroes ran off to get the photo. Beetle snapped another reaction shot when Booster saw it. For the rest of the day, Booster refused to set it down for anything other than photo shoots.
Once more, Booster and Beetle went back to the DC Booth. (No Geoff Johns there again). Instead, there was a person cosplaying as Oracle. Booster proceeded to tease Beetle about how Dick Grayson was going to totally beat him up when he found out that Beetle had been chatting with Dick’s girlfriend.
Then the two do-gooders got into shenanigans…WITH BATMAN! Batman was not amused, but he tolerated them surprisingly well for a dark creature of the night.
The next hour was spent searching for the JLI people they had promised to meet up with. In the process they met yet another Maxwell Lord. This one proceeded to shoot Beetle in the head, with Booster watching, horrified.
Beetle was about to give up hope, when Booster spotted Guy and Max by the statue. They all then began to search for the First Aid Center, where there was going to be a /co/ meet up. It took another hour, and the only person who could direct them there, was a guy running a pretzel stand.
They headed towards the center, when somebody suddenly yelled, “Do you know where I can get a hamboiga?” The quick response was “MURDER BURGER! NOW GET THE %#@& OUT!” They had found the /co/mrades. The next hour was spent talking about comic books, and performing Stan Lee impressions. Almost everyone was dressed as someone from the JLI. Sadly, Booster and Beetle were not able to stay with the /co/mrades for pizza, as it was time to return back to Beetle’s grandparents’ house. Beetle and Booster gave their newfound friends hugs, and watched as the crowd disappeared into the night. They were waiting for the car when calamity (almost) struck. The camera was missing. It was not in the bag. It was not in the other bag. It was still not in the first bag. It was not in the bag of comics. Booster and Beetle panicked. THEN the camera was discovered in the first bag. Booster yelled at Beetle for almost giving her a heart attack. Beetle responded that ‘I’M the one with the heart condition!”
The car pulled up. Our two heroes looked back at the Convention Center with longing eyes, and stepped into the car. Then, on the drive back, they teased their friends who weren’t able to come over the phone.
All in all, it was a fantastically, amazingly, wonderfully, terrifically, epically, astoundingly, notoriously, mindblowingly, eldrichly, fabulous day.
Number of times photographed: Probably about 500
Number of Deadpools: At least 20
Number of Ramona Flowers: More than 24
Number of Booster Golds and Blue Beetles: JUST US!
Number of crazed fans: Too many to count!
Number of times NOT meeting Geoff Johns: At least 7
The day ended with a song from a /co/mrade, later found on a thread on /co/
Wake up in the morning feeling like Maxwell Lord
Lock and load, blood on my face, I just murdered Ted Kord
Before I leave, wipe my nose and straighten my tie
‘Cause that’s how I roll, trolling the J.L.I
I’m talking trolling Booster Gold-gold
He can’t fight mind control-trol
He don’t know when to fold-fold
Magog is my personal toy
Fire is without employ
And Ice is missing her boy
Checkmate, where I wait.
I got a lot, on my plate
Tonight, I’mma troll
With all the future tech I stole
Like a ghost I disappear!
And now Kingdom Come is here!
Icarusflies would like to say that she is still a Comicviner all the way (even if she is now an honorary /co/mrade). So is DeviouslyChartreuse, though she is also a /co/mrade.